A Waffle Paradise |
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Issue: 595 | 17th day of Hunting, Y15 |
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Short Stories
 | Toy ShopMartin wanted nothing to do with kids. All they did was destroy perfectly good items without any care in the world. Reckless hooligans...
by kworldy |  | A Battle To Be Proud ofTenderhorn, a magnificent Magma Tonu, sat in the sand, the shadow of the dune behind him hiding his presence to the forces below. Many moons ago, a mysterious obelisk had suddenly appeared...
by brokensilent |  | To Know the RainHe wondered what rain felt like. Was it hot like the volcano rivers or was it cold like the fabled Terror Mountains? Soft? Hard? Did it come in different colours?
by pycrion |  | Usuki Singing Stars #13: A Poem Between Sisters"So, what do you think?" Patricia wondered. She, Sparkles and Scary were busy writing up poems for their English class. The assignment was to write a heartfelt poem about a close family member or relative of their choice.
by downrightdude |  | Lambert Bobs for Apples"Good evening," Professor Lambert greeted politely. He really wanted no business with this other Gnorbu, but he figured that the faster he asked for directions, the faster he could leave.
by cannizarro |  | Cantrua and IbentiThey were both squatting with several other ownerless pets in a secret hideout of sorts in Geraptiku. They all had been taken to the pound, but ran away before they could officially be abandoned.
by gyosco |  | Ripples Of The PastShe repeated the dance several times, each cycle even more soulful than the last. With a final flourish, she twirled into the sky.
by lux_aeterna1234 |  | Bedtime StoryChildren were hard work and confusing. But he also didn't entirely mind them.
by exinspired |  | Interview with Neopia; Sloth EditionA revolutionary leap in Neopian technology has allowed me to communicate with the planet itself, plugging directly into the center of it from the bottom of The Bubbling Pit.
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Headlines "The Draik in Black: Pictures of Darkness" by dr_tomoe "Look there, in the trees," Marco said, pointing to a spot that the Skeith was looking right at in the photograph. "Is it just me, or is someone else in the photo?" Ashton squinted a bit into the photograph. Sure enough, there was another figure in the picture. "Yeah, there is someone else," he said. "I can't really make him out, though..."
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Ballad of the Faerie's Champion: Esteem - Part Four "I ain't a genius with a sword," he said slowly. "I gotta practice constantly, or I lose my edge. But there's no practice yard here and I don't reckon anybody'd appreciate me breaking vases by swinging a sword around inside. If I'm gonna be a proper knight I gotta learn mounted combat sooner or later, so I was wondering if you wouldn't mind goin' out to practice a bit."
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The Return: Part Three This place had changed so little. She remembered the market. Remembered the noise, the chaos of bartering... and a chaos of a different type.
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